Ryan positioned himself firmly behind her, keeping his knees resting on the solid structure of darkness floating in the basement.

He slowly extended his hands and caressed Ophelia's fleshy buttocks, feeling the softness and the intense body heat radiating from her pale skin.

Then, having her on all fours over the mattress of black mana, he began to penetrate her amidst Ophelia's whimpers.

The demon queen let out a sharp gasp that echoed loudly against the stone walls of the cell, arching her back.

Ryan did not halt his pace at any moment and continued penetrating Ophelia, who could not stop moaning in desperation from the sheer depth of his thrusts. He moved his hips with a constant rhythm that pounded her intimacy without mercy.

While he thrusted into her savagely, he squeezed her appetizing buttocks forcefully, burying the tips of his fingers into her soft flesh. The pressure of his grip was so firm that, whenever he pressed down with his fingers, it left red marks on her beautiful, bright white skin.

The woman's fluids were already beginning to drip profusely down her crotch, completely lubricating the base of his erect cock with every single stroke.

And during every thrust, the constant clashing of their sexes made the basement room vibrate with the lewd sounds they produced.

Ryan began to think carefully about his current situation on this continent.

'I ended up getting involved with the demon kings in many different ways since I arrived in this world. But I must admit I never expected this to happen with a demon queen...'

He began to pant heavily as he felt how his cock was being forcefully sucked in by Ophelia's vaginal walls.

The contractions of her vagina were incredibly hot and tight due to her lack of experience, tightly trapping his member.

'But, fuck... it feels so good that it is completely impossible to stop at this point.'

She forced herself to look back over her shoulder, her eyes clouded by the excess of pleasure and her long white hair falling in a messy cascade.

She stared intently at Ryan from that highly humiliating position without showing any sign of exhaustion, and she commented to him between pants.

"Why are you smiling... ah...?"

'Was I smiling? I didn't even notice my own expression.' He thought to himself, maintaining the firmness in his hips.

The enormous stimulation on his member and the immense satisfaction of subduing a sovereign-ranked entity were breaking through his usual calm.

"It seems you are enjoying this far too much..." Ophelia added once again between moans, burying her nails into the bed of black mana.

Ryan did not respond with words.

He pressed down on her white buttocks with total force using both hands, opening the angle of entry even further, and penetrated her even faster. The thrusts turned into a flurry of continuous strikes that made the woman's large bare breasts bounce.

Ophelia let out sharp and sensual screams, completely losing any trace of the royal dignity she tried so hard to present in front of her servants.

The intense friction raised the temperature of their bodies to the absolute limit, making them sweat profusely while the demoness's vagina contracted in spasms.

And so they continued fornicating savagely until Ryan reached his limit and came with immense force deep inside of her.

He released a massive amount of hot semen directly into the deepest part of her womb, filling her interior with his fluid. Ophelia let out one last muffled moan as her own orgasm caught up with her, causing her thighs to tremble before completely collapsing.

She remained on that magical bed she had prepared for the two of them, panting weakly, her body sweating from the immense physical effort. The black mana of the structure cushioned their exhausted silhouettes, maintaining the suffocating heat of the enclosed underground environment.

Ryan positioned himself by her side while she panted slowly in an attempt to recover her lost breath after the climax. He stretched out his right arm and leisurely brushed aside the white hair covering her sweat-drenched face to see her beautiful features.

When he did so, she immediately took his hands gently and pressed them firmly against her hot cheeks, seeking his warmth.

She looked at him with deep and flushed eyes, rubbing her skin against the boy's palms with a docility that was entirely unusual for her race. Her face clearly expressed the immense pleasure she felt at being completely dominated by Ryan.

Then, as if suddenly realizing what she had done and the weakness she had just displayed, she sat up immediately. Her ruler's pride and political shame seemed to abruptly activate in her head as she regained her mental lucidity.

Upon standing up abruptly, her mana concentration broke and the bed of darkness disappeared completely in an instant.

And Ryan was left standing on the white stone floor of the basement, completely naked under the woman's fixed gaze. He kept his face completely expressionless, without showing a single hint of discomfort or shame regarding his current nudity.

He planted himself firmly in front of her, evaluating the pitiful state in which the sovereign of Morrisen's clothing currently was.

"It seems the dress you were wearing was left in a bad state, here." Ryan told her in his usual monotonous tone of voice.

He handed her the shirt he usually wore underneath his dark trench coat.

The human began to dress himself slowly, pulling up his combat pants without taking his eyes off her for a single second.

She complained immediately with a pout of frustration, taking the fabric garment with her sharp-nailed fingers.

"I liked that dress very much, it was an expensive piece tailored specially for me." She grumbled in a bad mood.

Despite her complaints, she began to put on that long shirt, leaving her thighs completely visible due to the sheer size of her curves. The fabric only covered half of her fleshy buttocks, so she wrapped the folded dress like a skirt around her waist.

She quickly tied the remains of the torn garment, trying to hide the bareness of her legs from Ryan's fixed eyes. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

She murmured in a very low voice while watching him button up his trench coat.

"I cannot believe that such an enormous thing was inside me just a moment ago..." Ophelia murmured. But after a sigh, she raised her head naturally, making it appear as if nothing that had just occurred had affected her at all.

But even so, Ryan was able to hear her heartbeat, showing him that the tranquility she was faking was not real.

Ryan finished adjusting his weapon belt and locked his pupils directly onto the demon queen's crimson eyes.

"A little while ago when you killed those demons, you said that you already knew what they were planning. What exactly did you discover?" Ryan asked.